Don't look at me oh my god.
Aug. 31st, 2013 06:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[ There's a ton of noise in the janitor's closet. Like, tons. Like someone is probably banging in there. It's a school right? ISN'T THAT A THING? Custodial makeouts. I don't know.
But as suddenly as these things tend to happen, the door flies open and in the midst of mops and buckets and other necessary items for keeping a school tidy falls forward a young man, flat on his pretty face.
At first he doesn't move, listening to a steel bucket roll off in complaint, but then as he regains some awareness, he's pulling himself with his arms. He can't shift his legs much with his pants wrapped around his knees, ass just saved from being bare by dark briefs. As he pulls his feet from the fray, two screwdrivers come bouncing out and roll away, as if escaping the scene of a glorious prank.
He stops moving again, groaning a little into the floor. Maybe it'd be good if someone checked on him. ]
But as suddenly as these things tend to happen, the door flies open and in the midst of mops and buckets and other necessary items for keeping a school tidy falls forward a young man, flat on his pretty face.
At first he doesn't move, listening to a steel bucket roll off in complaint, but then as he regains some awareness, he's pulling himself with his arms. He can't shift his legs much with his pants wrapped around his knees, ass just saved from being bare by dark briefs. As he pulls his feet from the fray, two screwdrivers come bouncing out and roll away, as if escaping the scene of a glorious prank.
He stops moving again, groaning a little into the floor. Maybe it'd be good if someone checked on him. ]